In this way, Shumei had her first experience of riding in a car. Sitting on the soft car seat, Shumei felt uncomfortable all over, as if she was sitting on a mat of pins and needles.
She muttered to herself, "I don't know what's so good about this place, it's so cold and stuffy. It's better to take a car. I'm really not destined to live a good life. I can't stand the life of the rich."
The car stopped in front of a large courtyard house. "We're here, get out!" The wife stepped on the brakes, quickly opened the door and got out.
Shumei had no idea how to open the car door, but her wife was in such a hurry to get out that she didn't have time to ask. She fiddled with the door for a long time but couldn't figure it out. She pushed and pulled, but it didn't work.
Seeing that his wife was about to walk into the courtyard, she kept banging on the car window and door anxiously. If she had been a little harder, she would have definitely broken the car window glass.
"Madam, wait a minute, please open the car door for me, madam, madam..."
Although the sound outside was very low, the lady still heard Shumei's voice. She turned back, walked to the car door, and opened it. "What are you doing? Why don't you get out of the car?"
"I...I...I don't know how to open the car door..."
After hearing what Shumei said, the wife couldn't help but burst out laughing. After Shumei got out of the car, she closed the door and led Shumei towards the yard.
The yard was spacious with a well in it. Two women were washing vegetables and chatting by the well, as if they were preparing dinner.
It was obvious that there was more than one family living in this courtyard, and it didn't look like a place where rich people lived. Shumei looked at this old courtyard and felt a little puzzled. If they could afford a nanny, why would they let the elderly live in such a place?
"The old man is nostalgic and doesn't want to move to the county town. He insists on living in this old house."
The wife seemed to have read the confusion on Shumei's face and suddenly said something that just cleared up the confusion in Shumei's heart. "Oh! That's what I said!"
The lady led her straight to the northernmost house. The door was wide open. Before she entered, she heard the child's heart-wrenching cry, which was very distressing.
As soon as I entered the room, I saw a white-haired old woman holding a 30-month-old baby and trying to comfort him. Unfortunately, the baby didn't seem to appreciate her kindness and kept crying.
An old man with equally gray hair sat in a rocking chair, holding a small radio, as if listening to Sichuan opera, completely unaware of the child's crying.
"Aunt, Shitou is crying so hard, is he hungry?"
"I don't know! I made some milk for him, but he wouldn't eat. He just kept crying. Lingling! How come you have time to come here today?"
"This is the nanny my cousin found for you. She's here to help you take care of Little Stone, and do your laundry and cooking."
The old woman glanced at Shumei and said in a skeptical tone, "How can such a young girl know how to take care of a child?"
"Auntie, I'm a mother too. It's not difficult for me to take care of a child."
Shumei glanced around the room, put the sleeping child in her arms on the sofa, and covered the child with a back cloth. She was still afraid that the child would turn over and fall.
Then he stood up and walked to the old woman, "Auntie, give me the child! Let me try."
Perhaps it's because children love the smell of their mother's milk! Little Shitou, nestled in Shumei's arms, quickly calmed down, his eyes wide open as he stared at the stranger before him. The old woman and the other lady both smiled and nodded affirmatively, expressing their approval of Shumei.
Shumei patted Xiao Shitou's butt gently, but after one pat, Xiao Shitou stopped crying. He then frowned and hummed twice.
Shumei noticed something was wrong, so she took off Xiao Shitou's pants and saw that his butt was as red as a monkey's.
How could a child's bottom get stung like this in the middle of winter? This old woman is an experienced person and shouldn't make such a mistake.
"Auntie, look, the child is crying because his butt is stung. Have you not washed his butt recently?"
Shumei brought the child to the old woman and showed her the child's bottom. The woman also came over to take a look and looked at the old woman with a puzzled expression.
"I've had a bad rheumatic attack these past couple of days. My legs are so painful I can't even squat down, so I asked the old man to wash them."
Shumei finally understood. How many men can do a good job of taking care of children, let alone an old man over fifty years old, who would be even worse at it.
"Auntie, where are the hot water and basin in your house? Let me wash the child first."
“Here…”
The old woman quickly led Shumei to the kitchen, where she took a basin and hot water and washed Little Stone's bottom. Then, she found some sesame oil and rubbed it on the child's bottom. She then fed him the milk she had prepared on the table, and Little Stone finally fell asleep peacefully.
The old woman took the child and put him in the crib.
"Girl! You really have a way. Thanks to you for coming, otherwise I don't know how long Little Stone would cry."
The old woman held Shumei's hand, feeling indescribably grateful.
"Auntie, this is all my responsibility. I hope you can keep me. I will take good care of you and the children."
"Okay, stay. You are a capable girl. Auntie likes you."
"But I have to go back and pack some things first, so I can come over tomorrow. Your wife said that she will provide me with food and accommodation."
"Okay, you can stay in that room. It will be more lively with more people."
The old woman pointed to a small room near the toilet and said, Shumei took a look and nodded in response.
The young lady, seeing that everything had been explained, said goodbye to the old woman.
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